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She cried, "More!" and they ran and brought her more food. She ate, and she swelled, and still she cried, "More!" They fed her all the cassava and all the manioc and sweet potatoes that were still too small to harvest and she still screamed, "More!" They pulled down all the coconuts and tossed them to her whole, watching her devour them without even cracking the shells. And still she swelled and grew, demanding "More!" Her sister bit her lip, watching, trying to think how to make this stop before her sister swelled so large that nobody could stop her, before the village ran out of food entirely--

Inspiration: "Rebel Yell" - Billy Idol
Story Potential: High--but only if I figure out the twist that makes this an awesome little flash story.
Notes: I don't even know if those food plants all grow together naturally....
Samedi sat at the crossroads and laughed at her, but she fancied herself a righteous woman with nothing to fear from voodoo devils, so she settled her best church hat square on her head, lifted her chin, and strode out to meet him, a bible in one hand and a pamphlet in the other. "Woman," the Baron said, "why are you here? You are not one of those who comes to me, and you have neither rum nor cigarettes to give me." "Of course I don't," she said firmly, "for they are of the devil. I'm here to talk to you about temperance." Baron Samedi, he reared back in surprise and bellowed a great laugh. "Temperance? Woman, I am the last creature to talk to about temperance!"

Inspiration: Critiquing a quite good Critters story, "The Price of Freedom," about Samedi.
Story Potential: High.
Notes: I do like this. It has the start of a classic folktale setup.

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